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THE FIRST DATE

Akshara

I was peeking at him just like every other day, Today he's playing cricket with the ball and my heart. When he appears infront of me, everything fades into the background and he takes the centre stage glowing. When he is around me, I automatically hear the sounds of small bells, flower fragrance in the air, and goosebumps. Sometimes I go crazy when I think we breathe the same air.

He is THE Abhimanyu Birla, my senior at this college. My first love. My unrequited love to be precise. According to me, He is the best man on this planet. He is smart, cheerful, very humble, a great cricket player, a college topper, and son also successor of Birla hospitals. He is like that one fetus that god craved with extra care. And Me Akshara Goenka, His unnoticed admirer, because I never wanted to be noticed. Thanks to my embarrassing harkatein around him.

Whenever I sat down to eat anything special or I thought about something good, I would think of him. At first, I assumed it was some kinky fantasy but as time was passing my feelings only grew intense and stronger.  Finally, I concluded that this isn't a passing feeling but love.

Amidst all the happenings around me when I see him my surroundings automatically go slow-motion things happening around me, and my heart races like it's taking off to give up at any time. He is the man I wish to share my coffee with, go on dates, and eat at new restaurants.

2nd-year anatomy class was happening in full swing and everyone was very inch close to sleep I saw a group of people enter the Class and started speaking. 

"We need some volunteers for the fest to gather information about the contestants. So we expect a positive reaction from juniors," Rajat said as he stood on the Diaz with Abhimanyu beside him speaking about something on his mobile. He had his coat looking like he walked directly from heaven. While I was staring at him openly without any suspicion, He suddenly looked at me as If he heard something I turned away my eyes, He then slowly raised his hand and pointed to me, signaling me to get up.

 I stood up begging god to save me from this because What if he declares openly He caught me gazing at him? "Your name?" he said in a plain tone as he looked through some papers. As I didn't answer back for more than a minute, He asked me the same question again a bit louder. "What is your name?" I was so close to tears due to his tone. "Akshara I said with a shivering tone.

"So people, Akshara will be your class in charge of this fest. So whoever is interested to participate hand your details to her. Also you," He turned to me "Take my number and stay in touch." I nodded plainly because I still couldn't process what was happening. He signaled me to follow him and left the classroom. "Akshu go and get his number," she said as she pulled my shirt. With that I was back on planet earth, I ran back to him who just dispersed from the class.

I ran so fast almost collided with him, He held my hands last moment before my head kissed the ground "Careful" he told me in a caring tone, "Thank you" I muttered in a tone only audible to both of us. He nodded and said me to follow him. I walked like a hutch doggy (pug) following him to the storeroom. He instructed me on how to collect the details, I followed every single order and did that thing within a day.

"You did the task so well" he patted my shoulder with a proud smile, it was just a patting but for me, it's like winning 3 Olympic medals in the same tournament. "Wow Akshara, this is soo good." Rajat also was pleased with me, but my heart and thoughts were still struck by the patting. "Why don't you join us as a volunteer?" Abhimanyu invited me and my head nodded in yes automatically as if he cast a spell. "Great then Add her name," He told to Rajat, "Catch up later, I have a lecture to attend," he said and ran away from that place.

From that day, we started meeting quite a lot of times. Sometimes I voluntarily bunked my classes to be with the group and especially Abhimanyu. As a senior, He was pretty incredible in whatever he does. He tried his best to bring as many cultural activities for our fest and worked hard day and night to make the event successful. Even the management adores him, not because of his last name, everyone adored him for his excellence. The closer I was to him the smaller I appeared to myself but still, my feelings for him proved to be great than my insecurity of being good for nothing.